Meri sister puja ek din gar ke aagan me naha rahi thi usi time main school se gar aya mother market gayi thi main ander gaya to mera hos ud gaya maine...dekha ki puja nangi hokar naha rahi thi uska face dusre taraf tha es liye vo mujhe nahi dekh saki main turant dusre kamre meChala gaya aur us kamre me bahut adhera rahta hai main vaha se puja ko nahate dekhane laga uska gaad dekhakar mera 9 inch ka lund khada ho gaya maine pahli baar puja ka gaad dekha main kabhi bhi nahi socha tha ki puja didi. But, that was all fine with me since she has a nearly perfect shape in all respects. As my eyes traveled from her jean shorts upward, I noticed that she was young ... very young. She had long brown hair, and brown eyes. She had the cutest face I had seen in a long time. A friend who knew her a little told me she was nineteen. I had trouble believing that, because she looked much younger. Not that I am drawn to that mind you, but I was prepared to make exceptions in her case. The first time I. Steve, ignoring his naked and erect state, ran out into the back yard and collected the microphone. Then, after collecting the cameras and some lights he rushed back to his sister's room. God, he thought as he stopped to stroke his throbbing cock every few minutes, this is going to be fucking great.When Steve re-entered Carla's room he found Fran dressed in his sister's favorite nightgown. Lying on the bed with her back to the door and the pillow hiding her hair, Fran looked very much like. Shit, they did - I heard the voice telling me the number, and the pen in my hand was actually writing it down. Stupid stupid, put the phone down.I sat, on the hardwood floor for a while, cramp in my legs, and doubt drowning my head.I should just call, if he is there, the worst thing he can do is hang up!I dialled the number and waited, the phone was ringing, oh, what if a woman answered, what would I say........'Hello'... a deep voice answered, shit, what do I say.'Err..hi, I don't know if I.